"Young master Ding?" Tangtangxicheng district police chief actually respectfully called him Mr. Ding.

There is still a little distance between government and business in these days. Wen Zecheng is a city councilor, so he can call Bai Shuheng around.

Qi Jianhua is just an ordinary businessman. The director of the bureau may not hang you up.

Now Bai Shuheng sees Ding Yi as well as ghosts. He is now a man of discernment. At first glance, he knows Ding Yi's origin is not small.

How can we treat him as a waiter?

No, this guy is pretending to be a waiter here. Is that better than it?

"I'm sorry." At this time, someone was panting at the door. A middle-aged and old man with half white hair panted and ran to the door: "I'm late. I'm sorry."

We all turn to see Wu Zhihua, acting chairman of Yujing group.

Mr. Wu is the founder of Yujing, and he is highly respected. Huo Dongping is not as qualified as him. On the same day, they quarreled in the hospital to win the seat. When little Supergirl came, they reported Wu Zhihua's name, and others did not dare to say anything. Huo Dongping also admitted that he was willing to wait a little longer, and then fight for the seat after Lin Yinger died.

"Mr. Wu, why are you here?" Qi Jianhua and Wang Tao rushed to help Wu Zhihua, saying that they respected the tall character of the old man.

Wu Zhihua waved that he was ok, and then nodded to several acquaintances around him.

"Wendong."

"Old Wu, long time no see." Wenzecheng also respects him very much. He must be a senior in Nanzhou business.

"Brother Hua." Huo Dongping also said with a kind smile.

"Dongping, I heard that there was a conflict on your side, so I came to explain it." Wu Zhihua pointed to Ding Yi: "this is Mr. Ding Yi. Miss Lin has just asked her lawyer to seek authorization from the court. At present, Ding Yi has full power to represent Miss Lin as the spokesman of Yujing group. At the same time, she temporarily assumes the post of chairman of the board of directors of the group. You don't need to report to me, just report to Mr. Ding."

"What?" A room full of Yujing group is going to vomit blood.

Huo Dongping's eyes stare at the boss, almost can't believe what he heard.

"Mr. Wu, are you kidding?" Huo Dongping a little don't believe this, my people all check little super girl there is preparing to do Lin Yinger behind, she also authorized out, and is looking for court authorization?

As mentioned earlier, this kind of authorization is usually given when the party concerned is seriously ill or unable to perform the duties of chairman of the board of directors. However, if the party concerned is in good health, he can get the authorization back at any time.

Lin Ying'er, a dying person, can't be authorized, because once she dies, the company will really belong to Ding Yi in law.

It is equivalent to transferring the company to Ding Yi.

Lin Yinger's previous will was not transferred either. She only sent some of it to three relatives, and some of it was sold to little super girl and donated.

Therefore, Lin Ying'er's authorization of Ding Yi is totally unexpected.

Qi Jianhua and Lin Mei are worried. Are you kidding? Do you want to transfer the company to an outsider?

"Mr. Wu, did you hear me wrong? She was mentally clear at that time. People who were poisoned by thallium would have hallucinations. Did she treat Ding Yi as someone else? Legally, such authorization may not be recognized. "

You can't even admit a will if you're insane, let alone authorize it.

Wu Zhihua wry smile: "you can rest assured that lawyer Yu invited three justices and two chief psychiatrists of the provincial hospital to verify in person, proving that Miss Lin was sober and had full capacity for civil conduct at that time, and I was also present at that time."

"Well, how could that be?" Lin Mei's face turned red with anger, and she said: "if she dies, isn't this company going to be Ding Yi?"

Originally, there were 15% shares. Now, if Lin Yinger died suddenly, their mother and son would not even fart.

Originally most want to Lin Yinger die, now two mother and son suddenly feel Lin Yinger can't die.

But Lin Ying'er is not dead, and they have no good life.

This is inside and outside, the two mother and son looked at each other, from time to time to see Huo Dongping.

Huo Dongping's face was calm, and he didn't seem to see any worry.

He looked at Wu Zhihua calmly: "where is the hometown of young master Ding?"

This sentence means to inquire about Ding Yi.

"Dong Ning Ding Yi." Ding Yi smiles.

Dongning? Huo Dongping's brain immediately flashed through the big family of Dongning surnamed Ding.

Ding Liqun's son? The most famous Ding family in Dongning is Ding Liqun's family. I've seen them once, and they have more assets than me, but what are they doing in Nanzhou?

Huo Dongping thinks Ding Yi is Ding Liqun's son.

Ding Yi then said with a smile: "well, even if everyone is here, I'll wake up. Tomorrow, Sunday, we'll have a board meeting to call all the members of the board. I have some personnel appointments to announce."

Nemo, the people around are quite speechless. This guy really takes himself as the chairman.

However, he is now the acting chairman. If Lin Ying'er wants to hang up and can't take back the authorization, then he is really the chairman.

All kinds of looks, some worried, some afraid, some happy.

The happiest on the court, of course, is Malan.

"Malan." Ding Yi suddenly called her.

"Ah." Malan was startled. After reaction, he stammered: "Ding Ding Mr. Ding."

"When you go back, remember to inform the directors one by one that there will be a meeting tomorrow, and you will come tomorrow to help me record it."

"Ah, I --" Malan was stunned.

What does that mean? Notice of directors' meeting? And attend the board of directors? Responsible for recording?

It's not a job at the level of deputy director of the office or above, Secretary Assistant to the chairman of the board of directors or something like that?

Brush, all the people in the finance department have a hot eye. Comrade Ma Lan, this is the rhythm of promotion.

Moreover, it is not only a promotion, but also a flight to the sky, directly taking the chair's car.

In case Lin Ying'er really hangs up and Ding Yi takes the chair, Comrade Ma Lan will not ascend to the sky.

"Ah, director Ma, Mr. Ding is talking to you. What's your reaction?" There was someone pushing Malan on the side with a smile on his face, and director Ma called out.

"Oh, I know, I know." Malan came back and nodded.

And then I thought, I don't have the phone number of the directors? How can I inform you.

"Director Ma, come back to my office. I'll call you and you'll let me know." Wu Zhihua smiles at her with encouragement.

Even Mr. Wu called her director Ma.

All kinds of envious eyes around, if the eyes can kill people, Ma Lan will be killed at least 100 times.

Song Fen, who used to be very arrogant, hurriedly looks at Yu Guang.

Her bag has been on the side of Malan, taking up a lot of space.

Malan has only half his ass in his seat.

She quietly, quietly and slowly reached for her bag and hung it on her chair.

"Young master Ding." Director Bai said with a smile: "it's better to go next door."

"No, you go. Ma Lan and I will accompany our colleagues in the finance department." Ding Yi said with a smile, "I will go to work tomorrow and meet new colleagues today."

"Well, let's go first."

"Let's talk about something tomorrow, Mr. Ding." Huo Dongping called childe Ding, made a look, and took Lin Meiqi Jianhua to turn away.

"Mr. Ding, go home with Wentao when you have time." Wen Zecheng sighs in his heart that other people and his son, classmates, sons and children are generally immature. They have become the chairman of the board of directors. There is a big gap between them.

After a while, the people in the room are almost gone, and the table is still the same as the people just now.

But everyone's attitude has changed.

"Mr. Ding, this way, this way." Someone hurriedly moved a chair from the side and put it on the side of Malan.

Several beautiful female colleagues are not satisfied to see Malan. Malan's appearance is also on the top. The company is not 100 more beautiful than her, and there are 80 more beautiful than her. We are the only ones who are worse than her. What does this young Mr. Ding like about her?

If Lin Ying'er were to sit in their middle age, they would be too scared to breathe.

However, Ding Yi looks too young. Although people are in awe of him, they just set up power over him, not those who are in awe of him.

"Mr. Ding, on behalf of Jianhua, I'd like to respect you." Song Hongjuan, a beautiful woman, was still in a daze. She thought her husband was Lin Yinger's cousin, but she didn't have to be afraid of Ding Yi. She came to propose a toast with a smile.

"Are you from our company?" Ding Yi asked with a smile.

"---" song Hongjuan was stunned.

"You don't have to drink wine. You go back and talk to Lao Qi. The company is going to lay off a group of people recently. He has been laid off."

He was sacked.

All the people in the room were shocked when this remark came out.

In front of so many people, Ding Yi tells song Hongjuan that your husband has been laid off and can go away.